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44XXX

by cry2hvn827

Cleveland. My Cleveland, no ‘burbs. The city on the Crooked River, plagued by construction and impending failure. Schools with no teachers, teams with no leaders. Home of the Great Almost and The King that Should’ve but Didn’t. I live here. With bump-ridden roads and horizon-scrapers, no sky Trigger-happy cops make the city safer. They say. My people roam the streets, nothing to eat, rent only $1. “All black folks are lazy,” they say Affirmative action makes us seem like “yes” folks. Them new J’s got us broker than broke. And yet, somehow we do what we need to survive. To me though, this is forever home. Every where I go, people know where I’m from. 216. 44XXX. OH-IO.
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inthemorningoftheday
I'm from a city where everything and I mean everything is slowed down Promethazine is sold now, double cup and poured down Born and raised in Houston a city with evolution More latinos and blacks taking over this constitution Ride with that semi glock, don't make me make that semi pop Tryna get tough around here and I'll let the semi chop Heavy shots don't make me start I try and stay violence free But if these boys think wrong of me I raise the heat and it ain't cheap Yet none of that is home to me, I'm working for my bread Taking orders in a restaurant instead busting the lead No I don't rack stacks I cash 1's 5's and 10's This paper will always bend but never ever meet ends -ITMOTD

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